Hello, Monday

Goooood Morning loves

It's a beautiful morning here in Oklahoma...well, I'm sure it's a beautiful morning...the sun hasn't come out yet...but the weather is the perfect fall temp.

I've already been outside this morning to referee dogs vs. cats round 634.

In case you are wondering the cats won...just like they win every time.

Little ol' Bentley just wants to be friends, but the cats think otherwise.

On a good note, I found my most favorite coffee ever...other than the pumpkin spice latte...nothing will touch that stuff. See...I don't have the keurig here at Nana and Papa's, I have just a regular ol' coffee maker. Therefore I haven' t been able to use one of my favorite k-cups, Caramel Drizzle.

Until today, or yesterday in fact, I was just a shopping away and there I saw it...Caramel Drizzle coffee grinds for the old school coffee pot. The heavens opened and the light was shining and I have never been more excited to wake up at the crack of dawn to drink me some Caramel Drizzle.

Now..that is a good morning....since I've had like two cups, I thought...why not blog...it's the only time in the day I seem to have to blog anyway.

How about this dude that freaking just skydived from space?? Holy crap. Did he just wake up one day and think..."Hmm...screw jumping out of a plane, I'm going to just jump from space."

Thank goodness he made it, it's pretty amazing

Who has been watching the Jersey Housewives reunion?

Talk about all kinds of cray cray.

I don't even have words...all I can say is,Andy Cohen...you are my favorite and I have never liked a reunion more that I liked those 3 episodes and Teresa is legit out of her mind.

Friday night, Nana and I went to have Margarita's.

I just love that little lady.

She had a long day and I needed to celebrate...I pretty much had a kick-ass,awesome work meeting that morning and it called for a celebratory Margarita.

When we were ordering Margarita's the waitress asked her what kind she wanted and my Nana said, "A large one!"

Once again I have no pictures to document...I always forget...hell, the other day I left for work and forgot to put pants on.

I have a lot to remember people.

In my defense, I had pajama pants on...I mean, almost every day last week I did wear leggings which are pretty much close to pj pants...but at least they look presentable.

Bentley loves it out here at Nana and Papa's farm.

Bentley and my Papa are like bff's.

They go everywhere together.

Yesterday, Pa comes in and says, "Bentley found some eggs!"

This is an unusual statement for multiple reasons.

1. Bentley has been a city dog, yes, she is a hound dog, but a city dog and she has never done hound dog stuff...make sense? So, her finding chicken eggs...is pretty much awesome.

2. We didn't think we actually had hens...we thought we had all roosters. Well...unless a rooster can all of a sudden lay an egg...we do in fact have some hens.

So, since Bentley found some eggs...which were hidden in a corner on the ground, Papa thought I needed to get in the pens and gather some eggs.

I think he must be getting on up there, because he seems to have forgotten that I don't do chickens. Nor, do I like to get in there pen, disturb them and take their eggs from them.

See...when I was little, I loved gathering eggs...it was my favorite thing to do...until one day a crazy ass hen decided to attack me and every since then I don't do chickens.

Unless they are battered and fried and come in strips.

Anyway, I proceed to get in the dang pen, and of course the chicken and I start battling. I'm screaming, the chicken keeps hitting it's head on top of top of the pen tyring to get out, I'm standing in there just going in circles...and I hear my Papa yell at me, "Grow some balls and get the chicken eggs!"

Hold up...did my 71 year old grandpa just tell me to "Grow some balls"

Where did he learn that from?

Anyway...I got the dang eggs and told him if he wants someone to gather him, he better train his new bff, bentley the basset hound, because this chick isn't doing it.

The other day I heard my Nana, my 71 year old grandma, refer to someone as a d-bag.

It's clear to me that I should probably say nicer things...because obviously their new sayings are coming from me.

Oopsie.

Happy Monday loves

This and That

Hello lovelies!

It's Monday...and my mind and body are still in my warm comfy bed...so, this post is all sorts of random.

Sometimes I feel like I am a bad doggy mom. I mean, I am gone for a good 8 or more hours Monday through Friday...just like most people, and when I get home, I get so caught up in eating dinner and doing other things that I feel like I neglect my dog babies. I am sure this feeling will be 100 times worse when I have kids...so I should work on this.

This weekend, I vowed to spend more time with my doggies and made sure to play with them. I even gave them baths. Have you ever given a basset hound a bath? 

It's not easy.

Here are my cute little clean fur babies...

I saw this the other day and it couldn't be more true

I just love those two dogs!

I have been a MAJOR slacker on working out. I was sick a couple of weeks ago and was out for like a week straight and couldn't work out. Well, I don't know about y'all but being sick and getting out of your work out routine sucks. It's SO hard to to get back into one.

But no excuses anymore, because I have like 80 something days until my trip and I want to look good in the swimsuit pictures. 

All my fitness ladies...what does a girl need to do to get in shape FAST. Like 80 something days fast. I need to drop some lbs and tone up. I got the diet down...but it's the fitness part. More cardio and strength training? What are some great ab exercises?

Help a sister out!

xoxo

Angels and a Basset

My morning started out with a 10 mile run, 500 crunches, 200 lunges...haha, who am I kidding...I barely rolled out of bed this morning, opted for the top-knot hairstyle instead of washing it(I know, LAZY) and I threw a hissy fit like a five year old in the middle of my closet. I swear my dogs looked at me like I was crazy. I could not find anything at all to wear, nothing fit right, I think the scale in the bathroom this morning lied to me...it wants me to think I weigh that much.

Stupid lying scale.

I blame all of this on the Victoria Secret fashion show...of course, I don't blame it on the sweets I ate over Thanksgiving or the amazingly delicious Caramel Brulee coffee I had at Starbucks yesterday.

It's all their fault.

I would also like to note...and Santa, if you are listening, I would like to have a rock star boyfriend for Christmas...please and thank you.

(actually, Santa, a non-rocker guy would be ok too)

Seriously, how cute is Adam Levine and his VS angel girlfriend. So sweet!

I really have to get serious and in to the gym after watching that show. I saved it on my DVR...you know for days I like to have pity parties...much like the one I had this morning.

On a totally different note. I am fighting probably a losing battle with a certain Basset hound. Every single time...and I mean every single time I get off my love seat..this dog, who will be laying on her bed in the floor, will no doubt move at like lightening speed and take my spot.

(said couch in question)

Every. Single. Time.

Somehow I am going to have to video tape this or something to show y'all. She could be in another room and I swear she knows the exact moment I get up to walk away.

And moving her from my spot...it's not easy. Have you ever tried to move a slightly overweight Basset hound? It doesn't happen.

 Why I don't opt to sit on the the other perfectly good sofa...beats the heck out of me.

The one where my dogs get fed biscuits and gravy

I decided it's time to get back to Nutrition Thursday...except today is all about Doggie nutrition...kinda. See, I have mentioned before that my little doggies may be slightly over weight. If I outright say that one dog in particular, Bentley Sue,  is overweight, then her lawyer also known as Miss Football gets mad at me. It's really not their fault, nor mine. Maybe mine a little bit. I buy them the "Healthy" dog food. I don't give them treats that often, unless you count little bites of what ever I am eating. I know I am a bad mother. The real culprits of this doggie overweight debacle are my neighbors. Sammy and Ruthie. They are the sweetest most kindest elderly couple that live next door.  Anytime I am gone the dogs are outside in the backyard, I don't have a privacy fence, just a little fence that you can pet them through and they will sit their with their lawn chairs and pet the dogs. It really is quite adorable.

Well, one day I came home for lunch and I called for them to come into the house-they didn't come. First thought, was "Someone has stolen my dogs!" If you know me, you know that this is ONE of my biggest worries about my dogs. Call me crazy and paranoid, but for some reason my first thought always goes to someone stealing my dogs. Dog thieving happens people, it really does.

Now then, back to Sammy and Ruthie...see, the dogs weren't coming to me because they were being fed, not just your normal dog food...wait for it...roast, potatoes, gravy and biscuits. Yep...while I was eating freakin Tuna for lunch my dogs were getting the royal treatment over here. I have thought several times about just sitting outside by the fence to wait for Ruthie to feed me. Now, I thought..."Aww, this is so cute, she loves my dogs." Until one day, I looked out the window and they were getting breakfast fed to them. Biscuits and gravy...not just regular gravy, sausage gravy.

Are you starting to sense a pattern here?

I sure as heck don't even make myself biscuits and gravy, let alone for my doggies. I love them, but no.

The dogs started putting on a few lbs...I started cutting back their dog food, taking them for walks, nothing was changing. So, I had to have a little come to Jesus meeting with my neighbor. Sweet lil old Ruthie. I said, "Ruthie, I think we need to stop feeding the dogs so much food, they are starting to put on a few pounds and it's not healthy." As I am saying this, she is literally feeding them bread. She responds, "Well, this is low-fat bread." I couldn't help but laugh. Then she said the kicker, the melt-your-heart kicker.

"I used to have a dog, but I can't have one anymore, and when I come out here to sit with yours, they call my name.They say Ruffie, Ruffie."

After that I knew it was a lost cause. I could not tell her not to feed them anymore, it would break her heart. So, I thought of something else. I will ask her if she wants to walk the dogs with me. That worked for oh about once around the block. When we finished walking the dogs and I was hanging around talking to her husband, she came out of the house and fed the dogs a whole sleeve of crackers.

We haven't asked Ruthie to walk with us anymore. I realized I was fighting a losing battle.

I said of all of this because yesterday I was just surfing the net, and I came a cross an article on Yahoo. "Is your pooch too pudgy?" It's like the heavens opened and it was calling my name...why, yes, Yahoo...my pooch is too pudgy. Both pooches in fact. Whatever will I do?

Dogs who are overweight, just like humans, will have a higher risk of arthritis, diabetes, kidney disease, etc. This chicka can't afford an overly priced vet bill just because the doggies are eating to many biscuits and gravy. I just might have to bill Ruthie and Sammy on that one.

The article then goes on to list the "Do's and Don'ts" of getting your dog to lose weight. Basically normal stuff you would do to lose weight yourself. Eat less/Exercise more. I just wish it told me what to do about sweet little neighbors who feed your animals. Build a bigger fence? Leave them inside? No and No. Plus, I just can't take them away from my neighbor's, they love them.

So...if you need me I will be trying to figure out a way to get my dogs skinny and to keep Ruthie from giving them food.

Wish me luck.

It's a Tail Wagging kind of day

Because it's Tuesday and because it is supposed to be a beatiful day today and really just because I LOVE MY DOGS...I am linking up to a super awesome blog for Tail Wagging Tuesday.

Today's topic is "Your pet's favorite toy"

I have two fur babies...Bella and Bentley. Just a little background on the two. My mom gave me Bella as an early Christmas gift my last semester of college. She was adopted from the Humane Society and we have been inseparable ever since. I love her.

Bentley, the basset, was originally bought for baby brother. We bought her as a puppy and her and Bella immediately took to each other and are the best of friends, so therefore, Bentley had to move in with us and she has been my dog ever since. Baby brother claims her every now and then.

Here is Bentley with her favorite toy

Bella doesn't have a favorite toy, but I can't leave her out of this post...here she is doing yoga


 This picture makes me laugh : )

Everyone be sure to check out C Mae at http://cmae-adayinthelife.blogspot.com/

Have a great day loves!

What I am loving...

I am loving that my friends are having babies. Just yesterday I found out another one of my friends is having a baby. Its a secret though...only her hubby and I know.

I am loving that I am only one of two people that know such a big secret.

I am loving that I now have words with friends on my phone. However, my battery dies a lot sooner now, and I can't go to bed at a decent time because I can't stop playing. Must. Put. Phone.Down!!

I am loving that the Oscars are this Sunday. I love watching it and of course I love the Red Carpet and I love James Franco...so I am pretty excited that he is co-hosting.

I am loving the feeling of a good run. It feels so good to be back in the swing of things.

Oh and I am loving that I only have one more week left of my trashy roots and crazy, out of control eyebrows. I finally will be getting my hair done next week. No blizzard or extreme weather will stand in my way this time. No. Sir.


I am loving this Basset.  This is Bentley Sue. She thinks she is a lap dog. When in reality she is over weight. She also thinks she is a person. See, in the background...she just got done working out...she's smiling, because she's on the fast track to getting slim...haha.

What are you loving Wednesday...go link up with Jamie

Have a FABULOUS day : )

I'm back!!!!!!!!!

I'm back, I'm back, I'm back!!! After 3 looong days of being completely snowed in with no contact to the outside world, my mom felt pity on me and rescued me from what has now become Snoklahoma, Snoclopase, Snomagadon...hell as I like to call it...pure, cold, blizzardly, miserable hell. Well, it wasn't that miserable. I did have heat and water and electricity, but NO ONE to talk to. I may have called my mom like a million times in the last three days. I was literally going crazy, one more day and you might have found me in a padded room. I think even my dogs were ready for me to get rescued. In case you have been living under a rock or were the fortunate ones to not receive any of the 20 INCHES of snow and more coming as I type this, than you would know that Oklahoma got majorly crapped on my Mother Nature. Thank you Mother Nature for once again reminding me how much I absolutely hate winter. HATE IT. LOATHE IT. DESPISE IT.

I am a summer girl. I was born in late August, so by nature...I am just a summer loving girl. I love hot days, where in the morning on your way to work you can roll your windows down, summer nights outside with a nice Oklahoma breeze, spending all day on the lake in the hot sun, sno-cones, I am NOT NOT NOT a winter girl. Now, mind you, I don't mind the occasional snow...just a dusting. I love snow skiing and Colorado. However, I do not love this

Snow drifting to my front door...no bueno.

Or this

My poor little bushes...I hope they make it through.

Even poor little bella isn't a fan, she got stuck a couple of times...and I had to pull her out, poor thing

Bentley wasn't a fan either

When you are stuck in the house for three days with no one to talk to but yourself and your little doggies, you start to do stuff you never want to do like...organize your closet, deep clean your house, give your dog a haircut because she missed her groomers appointment due to the snow.

Good things from being snowed in, catching up on your dvr, I would have blogged but my laptop is broken or that would have been a good thing, working out multiple times a day(due to free exercise shows on your tv), drinking wine at 11:00 am...don't judge me, you try being snowed in by yourself with no where to go going on your third day of no human contact, and  being able to catch your dog doing some yoga....



We really are trying to watch our girlish figures in my household.

I am so happy to be re-connected to the bloggy world...it feels so good : ) I also couldn't be happier to be snowed in at my moms house, because so far today I have had two bowls of home-made peach cobbler, we are having chicken pot pie for dinner and she just made some chocolate sheet cake...so much for my girlish figure!!

XOXO,
Lyndse

It's finally FRIDAY!

T.G.I.F....can I get an AMEN...I don't know about you, but I am so happy its Friday and the weekend. I always look forward to Saturday because I know I can sleep in, except I hardly ever can sleep in. Don't you just hate that even when you don't set an alarm and you don't have to be up at a certain time, you always wake up at the butt crack of dawn and you can't go back to sleep for the life of you...or your mom calls you and wakes you up at like 7:00 in the morning and then asks, "Why are you still asleep?" umm...because its only 7:00 on a Saturday and most normal people sleep in.

I don't really have any one topic today...just a whole lot of randomness.

 Has anyone else heard about the new zodiac signs? I am not one of those, "Hey, what's your sign?" kind of people, but I do like to read my horoscope every now and then and if its a good one, I like to believe it. I have always come to like the fact that I am a Virgo, because I feel that all the characteristics ring true to me...well now the stars are in line and there is some new sun in retrograde and a whole lot of other crazy wack stuff that I don't understand, but basically it all sums up to we are not the sign we thought we were. Isn't that rude! I don't want to be a Leo. I will stay a Virgo with my August 26 birthday and the stars can suck it. I am not changing. I believe its because Virgos are stubborn...see I can't be a Leo, I just can't. Its not in my nature or stars or something like that.

I think I have a TV problem, not so much a TV problem as it is a DVR problem. I record EVERYTHING. I have literally like 20 or 30 shows to watch in my DVR que. Hi, my name is Lyndse and I am a DVR fanatic, as well as a sugar addict. I may need an intervention.

I finally got new glasses the other day. Why? You ask...well, these little precious angels decided they needed to read one day and when the realized they can't read, apparently they took out their frustration and ate my glasses. Aren't they lovely...

In other news, I fell in my kitchen. This is the second time. First time I thought I broke my knee, luckily this fall I landed on my rear end...this is the one and only time having a fat ass is good.

Ok, lovelies...enough of my rambling. Happy Friday everyone and enjoy your weekend!!

XOXO,
Lyndse

First things first

"I am not offended by all of the dumb blonde jokes, because I know I am not dumb and I know I am not blonde." Dolly Pardon

I should probably explain a little bit about what you will read on this blog. In one word. Randomness. One of my bff's, I will refer to her as "honey" once said to me, " You're mind is a fun place!" Not really sure if that is implying a good thing or a bad thing, but either way I will go with it. One of the reasons I started this blog is part of a New Year's resolution. I don't want to wake up and it be ten years from now, another decade...which can you believe we are in a new decade...CRAZY!! I want a place to document my comings and goings, events in my life and my friends life, my families life, etc. Also, I want a place where I can vent and go off on my little soap boxes if I need too, and as an accountability. Like most people when a new year rolls around they want to loose weight, get in shape, etc. Count me in that same boat. This way I can have a place to document it and my progress, also I like to cook and try new recipes, so I will probably post those as well. I'm no pioneer woman but I do try my best.

Oh and I am forgetting one two minor details, quite frequently there will be postings of the most adorable, mischievous, slightly overweight dogs you will ever meet. Bella and Bentley. They keep my life pretty entertaining.

Bella Mae

Bentley Sue